26th December Slut set straight and put to work. Christmas Day was as wonderful as ever. We were closed for business and after opening presents sat down to a long booze fuelled lunch. Dani had brought her latest boyfriend; a very large international rugby player. He was sweet but not very bright, rather like most of Dani's many boyfriends. Alex whispered i...
Jeremy gulped as he walked up the brick path to his boss's front door. He'd been having a morning muffin and coffee while reading the review of the Friday Night Football game when the phone in his pocket had begun to ring. "Jeremy, its Rachel, do you have the Spencer file with you?" he heard his new Section Head say when he answered. Rachel had been with...
You know, I never believed all those stories that started with "I never believed all those stories until..." Well I never believed all those stories until this one happened to me. My name's Mark and I run my own removal truck. I've got a younger bloke working with me, and Jason thinks he's pretty hot stuff as far as the ladies go. He's always struttin' arou...
They were finally on their way Abby thought as she sat on the plane waiting for take off. Her husband sat next to her reading one of the magazines he bought at the airport. She knew he needed this break; he worked at a large company. She doesn't really know what it is he does even though he's explained it a hundred times but its so technical it goes over her...
"You're crazy," he laughed as he ran his finger around the rim of his glass. "I'm serious!" I said. We had already finished dinner, so we were in the 'idle chitchat' part of the date. The restaurant was emptying out, leaving only us, a waiter and two businessmen sitting across the room from us. The waiter was standing in the doorway of the kitchen looking b...
Chapter 4: Torn This story is entirely fictional and is in no way connected with the subject. This story contains adult material and is only suitable for people over the age of 18. If you are under 18 please stop reading now. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living, dead, or undead, is purely coincidenta...
So, my Mistress had summoned me to her office. This was unusual; I was normally called to her cellar where all the tools that she needed to correct me were readily available. Also, in the dungeon were the clothes that she made me wear. The nylon, pink baby doll nightie, the blue gingham pinafore and ,of course, the collar that she made me wear during my puni...
Each day the bus passed by that used car dealership, and each day I ogled the red 1994 RX7 in the lot. I had owned my own car as a teenager, a gift from my grandparents when I turned 16, but I sold it when I went away to college, and now, in my twenties, all of my money went towards paying off student loans and rent on my great apartment. I was happy with th...
The rain had stopped shortly before five o'clock and the sidewalks were still wet. Rays of sunlight slanted down through the broken cloud cover, illuminating the gold, red and yellow leaves of the senescing trees. I had just left the client's office, politely refusing their suggestions to go for beer. On any other given visit I would have gladly taken them u...
My adrenaline was racing as I fumbled the cover charge money I was handing to the bouncer. Once inside, I looked for Kristin and spotted her just as she rounded the corner from the front bar back into the seating area where the southern rock band was just getting started. This was the night I had waited for months to come around, where she and I played "pick...